(Yeah, Back Again For the 1st time) Intro Verse: Now tear the roof of this Fucker no limits into this elevation We Plotted Patient Precise Planning Now domination I'm Bobby Fisher Of this Hawthorne of chess players We nothing major don't forget who Made ya Verse 1: Okay this Shit here has been crafted since back in the basement Early creations in Grandma's kitchen, We compete with Majors Inside that Camry Bumpin Curtis Jackson latest bangers. My Uncle Stanley told me get this paper Okay I woke up this morning told myself I ain't taking shit from nobody my whole life I bottle this pain just to please everybody All emotions you mix this petrol, with a little bit of that napalm This molotov burning ya fucking whole squad Arson inside his eyes he's a caged demon the Bird has been locked up so long it went from him Being the prey to him out here preying on people Oppression can't run for too long you held us from equity reach Now feel the wrath of this negro ( Skit) I told yall before this the return of the gawd, God-body you are now entering the 7th Ascension of heaven All praise to the most high You Ready??? Bridge: Imma Soar now reach all of my Goals now anyone of you stop me Chopper headed for your Skull, blaowww Niggas tried to destroy me I done persevered threw All that once considered a prince now Imma ya muthafuckin lord now Verse 2: Okay This gotta be the one to Fuckin get me out the slums I've been Souffle whipping, cooking In hells Kitchen for too long, being underrated Got me Shuttlesworth strong, punchlines Be hitting like the net when I flick the wrist of my Tounge lets take it back to the old days street Knowledge was the goal mane, my pens my mac 10 I be splitting niggas in all ways, they got you gassed up Thinking bout that cash huh them bitches you be pillow taking to Work for the man bruh. 360 degrees of fine line knowledge Get igloo dollars estate is backed by gold so nigga fuck your Profits, keep the flow my nigga get the dough my nigga Got a keen sense of tempo that's why the flow so cold Grind so mama don't have to work for jew man no more Tell ya, Rabbi, I am Abba of my finance nigga. Can't confine This nigga, try to sedate what Jah gave me but I see threw ya lies I'm going high Skit 2: Like I told you before this the return of the gawd, God-body All that weak shit is never gonna last just remember one thing the real will always live forever Amaan_Ru_gawd Outro: We won't just die We Multiply We elevate and then we soar to the sky (2x)
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